We be the illestWe be the illest in hereI know you feel usWe be the illest in hereIllest in hereWe so motherfuckin' illWe so motherfuckin' illIll, motherfucker, illWe so motherfuckin' ill

Illin' out from LA, I be illin' out all the wayGot an email from my K-Town chick that wanna hook up and blazeI've got OG cannabis, girl, one puff will put you in your graveGot three pills and four jimmy hats 'cause we don't Kid n PlayHop out, yo, guess who's gettin' drunk?No motherfuckers can out drink usIf you're tipping that heat, don't get drownedSo cold, polar bears on my nutsY'all know just who we beI hold it down for the East'Cause I keeps it pimpin', Peter GriffinYellow tinted on zebras

Dripping on your couchesDripping on your couchesSippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that TropicanaI'm dripping on your couches from the Hills to public housingIf you're feelin' ill, then damn, you illBe the illest on the thousand

We be the illestWe be the illest in hereI know you feel usWe be the illest in hereIllest in hereIllestWe be the illest in hereI know you feel usWe be the illest in hereIllest in hereWe so motherfuckin' ill

Nice chain, what a nice nightMy ice bright, I play the wall like a night lightTangerine, tambourine from the West WingThe best thing about my room, Versace bed springsI'm in the building, more gold than RumpelstiltskinAw shit, look who it is, the white Russell SimmonsJody Highroller, Far East MovementWe so ill, I think I need some codeine fluid

Dripping on your couchesDripping on your couchesSippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that TropicanaI'm dripping on your couches from the Hills to public housingIf you're feelin' ill, then damn, you illBe the illest on the thousand

We be the illestWe be the illest in hereI know you feel usWe be the illest in hereIllest in hereIllestWe be the illest in hereI know you feel usWe be the illest in hereIllest in hereWe so motherfuckin' illWe so motherfuckin' illIll, motherfucker, illWe so motherfuckin' ill

I is for the way these bitches love how I bangAnd double L is for the way I blow the smoke in your faceWe roll on Es and we be easy rollin' that bankAnd ST is for the illest shit we rep every day